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Just as I was conversing with Sirzechs, a figure suddenly appeared outside the house.

Sensing this presence, Sirzechs, Serafall, and I instantly vanished from the room, teleporting to confront the newcomer.

The others, initially confused by our sudden disappearance, quickly realized something was amiss when they sensed the immense surge of magic power outside.

When they rushed outside, they saw Serafall, her expression dark, confronting the figure. Her fury was palpable—

"Azazel, you bastard! I haven't even come looking for you yet, and you have the nerve to show up here!" she roared.

"What!"

"The Governor-General of the Fallen Angels — Azazel?!"

Hearing this, the girls all gasped, their expressions filled with shock.

Rias's eyes widened in realization.

"No wonder Serafall-sama is so angry," she murmured.

Clearly, Serafall was furious at Azazel because his subordinate, Kokabiel, had nearly killed her beloved little sister.

Akeno looked at Azazel with a complicated expression, her thoughts unreadable.

Then, Azazel tucked away his twelve black wings, his expression nonchalant. "Greetings, Satans. I apologize for intruding."

Then, seeing Serafall, with her twin-tails swaying even without a breeze, her face filled with rage, Azazel's mouth twitched, and he looked awkward.

He had originally intended to meet with Kyoya privately, but he hadn't expected to encounter two of the Four Great Satans as well.

Especially Serafall, who was known for her short temper and sister complex. After what had happened with Sona, Azazel was dreading this encounter.

"Well, Serafall, you don't have to be so angry. Look, your sister is perfectly fine, isn't she?" Azazel could only offer a weak smile.

His words only served to infuriate Serafall further. "What! You have the nerve to say that? If it weren't for Kyoya, my precious Sona-chan would have..."

Serafall's anger grew with each word, and she finally lashed out, unleashing a blast of ice magic at Azazel!

"Become an ice sculpture!" she roared.

The ice magic, imbued with her intense emotions, spread rapidly towards Azazel with extreme cold.

Faced with this powerful, surging attack, Azazel, seemingly wanting to let Serafall vent her anger, didn't dodge. He gathered his magic power to create a defensive barrier.

'BOOOOOOOMMMMMM!'

With a loud crash, the ice magic slammed into the magic barrier.

In the blink of an eye, Azazel's magic barrier shattered, and his legs were frozen solid. The chilling, white mist spread out from him, instantly freezing the surrounding area.

Azazel could only helplessly melt the ice on his legs and smile wryly at Serafall.

"Alright, Serafall. You've vented your anger. Can we calm down now?"

Hearing this, Serafall just huffed coldly. "Don't think you've gotten away with this!"

Just then, Sirzechs intervened. "Serafall, calm down! There are other people here."

Hearing Sirzechs's words, Serafall glanced around and saw the girls standing nearby, staring at them with wide eyes and expressions of terror.

Clearly, Serafall and Azazel's auras had been too strong, and the close proximity was overwhelming for the girls.

Realizing this, Serafall sheepishly scratched the back of her head. Then, she turned to Azazel and snapped, "This time, you're lucky. But if there's a next time..."

Before she could finish, Serafall raised her fist and shook it menacingly at Azazel, the meaning clear.

Seeing Serafall finally stand down, Azazel breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Sirzechs turned to Azazel and asked, "Azazel! Why are you here? The Three Faction Peace Conference is still a few days away. Don't tell me you just happened to be passing by."

Azazel scratched his head casually. "Well, you don't have to be so tense. I'm not here to fight. I just came to see this young man named Kyoya Hibari."

"Kyoya!"

"Kyoya-senpai?!"

Hearing that, the girls were initially surprised, but then they became worried.

After all, Kokabiel had died by my hand. They were afraid that Azazel might be here for revenge.

Rias's eyes sharpened, and she said pointedly, "Governor-General of the Fallen Angels, are you here to avenge Kokabiel?"

Everyone glared at Azazel suspiciously.

Just then, I heard the system's notification.

[Discovered target character: Azazel; Task Grade: Black; Task Condition: Fight him for 10 minutes without being defeated.]

This surprised me a little. It seemed I had to give it my all for this task!

From the system's marker, I could see that although Azazel hadn't reached the Super Devil-level, He was definitely stronger than Serafall.

This was because Azazel's task marker was even showing hints of slight purple.

Just then, Azazel chuckled awkwardly. "There's no need to be so wary. I just heard about you from Vali, and I'm interested in meeting you and have a little chat."

I smirked. "Vali, huh? So, Governor-General of the Fallen Angels, now that you've met me, what do you think?"

Hearing my words, Azazel turned to look at me, scrutinizing me carefully. But after thoroughly examining me, he found nothing.

After a long moment, he finally spoke. "I can't quite see through you. No wonder Vali considers you a rival."

Then, I suddenly smiled and proposed, "Well, you can't learn much just by looking, can you? How about we have a little spar? That way, you can get to know me better."

"....."

My words stunned everyone.

"Kyoya!"

"Kyoya, are you serious?!"

Even Azazel couldn't believe his ears.

Serafall also tried to dissuade me. "Kyoya, Azazel is no Kokabiel. You need to think this through,"

I simply waved off Serafall and the others' concerns. "Don't worry. It's just a spar, not a deathmatch. And besides, we have Serafall-sama here. Nothing bad will happen."

"What do you think? Azazel!" I asked, turning to him.

"Oh, a spar, you say? How interesting. I accept!" Azazel replied with a grin.

After all, a fight was the most effective way to understand me.

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